A thousand mountains of wind and snow

The family brought the tea in person, but it was a beautiful woman in a green dress with a ponytail in her hair, with flowers printed on her forehead and hooked on her lips, she said with a smile, "Young master Changyu hasn't come for a long time, but his taste has changed."

"I just made a new friend. Thinking that the name Bijian Mingyue suits him, I ordered this tea. Don't bother Qingniang to be busy." Then he took the tea set from Qingniang's hand.

The woman called Qing Niang gave a blessing and withdrew.

Zhao Shu started to make tea for him, but after all he was used to drinking and was unfamiliar with his craft. "That guy Zheng Yuru discovered this place, but he didn't expect that this guy could find such a place for drinking and having fun together."

The Zheng Yuru he was talking about was Zheng Lin, the youngest son of the Minister of War, and like Zhao Changyu, he was a well-known playboy in Ningdu City.

"It's really elegant."

Zhao Shu took a sip of tea, and wondered how anyone would prefer tea to wine. This stuff is so bitter that it numbs the tongue, and it was hard to suppress the bitterness of the tea in his mouth after weighing it down. Fortunately, Wen Jiang looked like this Tea is also worth it.

At this moment, the sound of silk and bamboo floated from afar, and someone from the river called Chang Yu.

Zhao Shu's dark eyeballs rolled and he didn't know what idea he had, he smiled and said, "Brother Shen, wait for me."

The young man stretched out his hand on the window lattice and jumped directly from the upstairs to the painting boat on the river, which is really disturbing.

A red cloud lightly landed on the boat, Zheng Lin said with a smile, "Well, you Changyu, I went to drink tea with some beauty, and let us go to have fun by ourselves!"

The green bamboo growing by the window happened to be able to see Zhao Shu's position, even if he wanted to ignore this person's eye-catching red clothes.

Thinking of Wen Jiang's cold appearance with autumn water and jade as bones, Zhao Shu smiled and said, "She is really a beauty, a talented beauty."

"Oh?" Zheng Lin became interested, and tiptoed to see what kind of beauty the green bamboo queen is, "Whose fairy is this that fell into the eyes of your young master Zhao?"

"You said you are a fairy, so you can't just let people look at it casually." Zhao Shu held Zheng Lin's shoulder and pushed him down. "Is the tea still there?"

With an ambiguous smile on Zheng Lin's face, he hit Zhao Shu's chest with the flagon in his hand, "Unexpectedly, you, aren't you afraid that your brother will kill you?"

Zhao Shu stretched out his hand and patted Zheng Lin, "What are you thinking! It's the famous tea I got last time, is it still here?"

"You man! Ask me for this expensive one as soon as you come!"

"Next time you go hunting, I'll help you."

"It's a deal!" Zheng Linsheng hurriedly sent someone to look for him as if he was afraid that he would regret it, "You also know that my archery skills are poor, and my father is in the military department. Although I can't go to the battlefield, I feel ashamed. You said what you said, you can't go back on your word!"

"Once a word is said, it's hard to chase! Besides, I didn't hunt for you any time."

"That's true." Zheng Lin nodded in agreement.

In the blink of an eye, the people around him disappeared again, and Zhao Shu turned into the window without leaving the door, and said with a smile, "I found a good tea."

But after all, Zhao Shu is a person who loves wine and joy. Looking at these tea sets, they knew him for a while. He didn't know these things, so Wen Jiang said, "Let me do it."

Making tea with warm ginger is pleasing to the eye. Zhao Shu tilted his head and looked at it with relish, "Brother Shen's skill is much better than mine."

Wen Jiang said with a smile, "I used to do it often, practice makes perfect."

"I haven't asked where Brother Shen is from?"

"People from Fog City."

"Do you think you have seen a lot of interesting things along the way? I just saw many ingenious images in Brother Shen's poems that I have never seen in Ningdu City." The young man said curiously, "My father and brother did not allow me to leave Ningdu for half a step. It's far away from going to the hunting ground."

"I'm ashamed, the beautiful scenery along the way was spoiled by the lingering sickness, but I did see a lot of wonderful sights while wandering around." After a pause, he continued, "I think Brother Zun and Master Hou are here for your own good."

The young man snorted dissatisfiedly, "I'm not someone's eldest daughter, why do you want me to learn martial arts if you don't let me go out?"

"Changyu, it's a blessing that you were born in this prosperous and peaceful Ningdu without having to travel far and wide." Then he handed the brewed tea to Zhao Shu.

"I'd rather wander about than be bored all day long." The young man took a sip of the tea, and it was really good tea, not as bitter as the other person's tongue. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a red-haired girl next to Wen Jiang. On the clay stove, "Huh?"

"Young Niang has a heart, seeing how vulnerable I am, she sent this little stove here."

"I've been here many times, but Qing Niang brought me a small stove."

After all, this person is still a child at heart, Wen Jiang said with a smile, "You are so alive and kicking, there is no need for it."

"That's right," the young man smiled, looking at the frail look on the other side, he was afraid that he would ride the wind and go away, "If Brother Shen is not busy, why don't you talk about some strange things outside? Maybe let me A frog in a well sees and sees."

The young man's eyes are bright, and he really yearns for the free and colorful world outside, "I don't see many of them..."

Even though Wen Jiang said that, Zhao Shu was quite excited when he said it, "My brother never said these things to me."

Even his elder brother's reputation in northern Xinjiang was not mentioned at all.

It's really unexpected that this high-school boy, a dandy, is raised so innocently and purely, that some mischievousness is just a child's whim, this Zhao Shu yearns for traveling wholeheartedly, but how many people envy him for his free and unrestrained life no.

Wen Jiang thought he was a spoiled child at first, but now he just thinks that he is being protected too well, and he is more or less just a child's temper. As he was talking, he suddenly coughed again, "Brother Shen, are you okay?" Bar?"

"Ahem... it's okay... an old problem..."

Zhao Shu hurriedly said to the mother who coughed and patted Wen Jiang's back as if helping him when he was a child, how could this person be so sick?

"It's all my fault for holding you here for so long."

"I was at the Prince's Mansion in Pingyang before, but I want to thank you."

Zhao Shu waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's a big deal, I just can't stand those people moaning about nothing, and relying on others when they can't achieve anything."

"It's better not to be so tit for tat in the future," Wen Jiang couldn't help but comfort Zhao Shu knowing that Zhao Shu was fearless.

Before Zhao Shu could say anything, he heard cries from the street outside. Zhao Shu hated this kind of person who had arms and legs but had to rely on stealing and snatching. Turned up and down.

Relying on the flow of people below, the thief turned left and right to get rid of the poor old woman, and was secretly delighted, but suddenly a red cloud fell in front of his eyes. The young man has outstanding features, and he is even more picturesque in the bright lights. Usually, the little thief was easily captured by the young master before he could react. Zhao Shu clasped the little thief's hands behind his back with one hand and stepped on the little thief's back, throwing the patched bag in his hand. Small money bag, "This has hands and feet, how come it's not working properly? Why do you want to steal it?"

As he spoke, he tightened the little thief's hand, and the little thief broke out in a cold sweat of pain, "My lord, spare me! Spare me!"

This little boy was shining with golden light all over his body, even if he shook it off twice, it would be enough for other people's family to eat for a year, and he still cares about such trivial matters.

Just now the old woman came after her out of breath, Zhao Shu grabbed the thief with one hand and handed over the money bag, the old woman was almost at a loss for words to thank Dade.

Zhao Shu waved his hand and threw the little thief to the officers and soldiers who came.

The spectators withdrew, and Zhao Shu looked up at Wen Jiang upstairs with a worried look on his face, and shouted with a smile, "I say I'm not bad at martial arts! Brother Shen! See you next time when you have time!" The young man smiled and said to him With a wave of his hand, the figure in red disappeared into the crowd.

Wen Jiang shook his head helplessly, this kid is really worrying, not to mention whether jumping up and down all day will hurt him, but how does he know if the thief is carrying a murder weapon?It's really a child's heart.

"Young Master..." But Qingniang appeared behind Wen Jiang, looking at Wen Jiang's gentle and helpless face, hesitant to speak, "Why did you come to Bilu today, Young Master?"

"It's not that I want to come today, but he brought me here. Bi Lulao Qingniang took care of it."

"Young lady has received the great kindness of the young master, and she is really heartbroken."

Wen Jiang smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated, don't force yourself, just live your life well."

"My lord...is this young master Zhao..."

"Chang Yu is still a child at heart."

Qing Niang watched Wen Jiang go away, but she felt a murmur in her heart, but when she first met the young master, she called the young master Zhao Changyu, it seemed that the young master liked this young master very much, Qing Niang glanced at the gorgeous lights outside, and was helpless. He sighed, what a pity.

Wen Jiang was weak, so it was late at night, but for Zhao Shu, the day was just the beginning, and the jade pendant dangling from his waist shuttled through the bright lights. He wanted to send Wen Jiang back. I was afraid that Wen Jiang would be considered tied to the Hou Mansion when he first came to Ningdu, which would be detrimental to his official career.

In the city of Ningdu, there are business travelers traveling from south to north in normal times, and jugglers performing everywhere are also in an endless stream. Zhao Shu was looking at the dazzling array of gadgets, when he suddenly heard someone shout "Changyu".

The young man looked at the person sitting on the street stall in surprise. The man was wearing a dark green robe, a high jade crown, and the corners of his eyes and brows were naturally noble. The young man smiled and said, "Why is uncle free to come to the street today?"

"If you are idle, you are idle. Why don't you come and see for yourself. You, your mother said earlier that she would not come home, and you are still wandering around at night?"

"Didn't I go to the poetry meeting today? Uncle went out